It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Lavoisier listened and fell into deep thought.

Actually, all of this is quite contradictory.

If Li Cheng were truly a scumbag who falls in love with every woman he meets, then Newton certainly wouldn't have fallen for him—after all, although that guy was an idiot, he was a very proud idiot, an idiot with a guilty conscience.

And at most, she could only maintain a purely physical relationship with him; it was impossible for her to fall in love with him. Therefore, she didn't need to worry about the current awkward situation.

Chapter 375 Sore Shoulders

The girl analyzed it for a while, and it seemed to make a lot of sense.

But upon closer reflection, Li Cheng realized that her analysis was essentially meaningless; she couldn't offer any solutions, merely organizing her thoughts—it was like a teacher instructing a student… But the problem is, there's no exam for the subject of "scumbag," so what good would it do to master it completely?

So Li Cheng, the poor student, humbly asked again, "Is there any good way?"

I don't know either~

Lavoisier smiled and said that she didn't know how to do the problem either.

Seeing this, Li Cheng, a poor student, became emboldened. His large hand, which had been combing his hair, ran down his hair and touched the exposed white neck, preparing to incite another round of school violence and carry out a vicious incident against the teacher.

"No, don't look for me, go find Louise."

Lavoisier gently pried Li Cheng's groping right hand away from his chest, indicating that he didn't need it anymore: "She was just left in an awkward position by you, and she must be feeling very uncomfortable. If you want her, go find her."

"Isn't that a bit inappropriate? It's her first time, this is too casual."

Li Cheng then stroked the girl's smooth chin, feeling the warm and delicate touch with his fingertips.

"Ok?"

Lavoisier turned his head and raised an eyebrow at him.

"what happened?"

Li Cheng looked back: "Why do you look so surprised?"

Lavoisier looked at Li Cheng, who was sitting there looking very serious, and for a moment he couldn't tell if Li Cheng was talking nonsense.

She then retorted, "You've been in France for so long, without worrying about being discovered, and there was such a small, soft, adorable little girl, the kind you could have anything you wanted, and you're saying you didn't touch her?"

"No, I really didn't touch it," Li Cheng said frankly.

"why?"

Lavoisier was surprised.

"Because I am an upright man," Li Cheng said, patting his chest.

"hehe."

Lavoisier sneered, "This bastard still won't tell the truth."

"Okay, I mainly want to raise her to a older age first..."

Li Cheng admitted defeat.

"That's more like it."

Lavoisier nodded in satisfaction and began to think about how to solve the problem again: "But if that's the case, perhaps there's some room for maneuver..."

Li Cheng perked up and began to massage her shoulders solicitously: "Professor Lavoisier, do you have a solution?"

"more or less."

Lavoisier nodded: "But that will require Louise's cooperation. She'll have to make a small sacrifice, but that guy likes you so much, it shouldn't be a problem—hiss."

It seemed as if some sore muscle had been pinched; the girl gasped, then exhaled softly.

"Ha...yes, apply more pressure here, knead for a while and I'll tell you more."

As the only reliable person in the family, she often suffers from shoulder pain, which can be greatly relieved by massage.

Although Li Cheng believed that the soreness was probably not caused by that... the biggest culprit was likely the full, rounded shape of those two little girls that he could only see from behind, a shape he could never reach...

......

The problem with Newton was temporarily entrusted to Lavoisier.

Although having your girlfriend solve your harem problem sounds incredibly scumbag.

However, compared to doing it himself, Li Cheng still felt more at ease having Lavoisier's help than messing around on his own – after all, Lavoisier had a natural advantage in trust and gender, which could be used to obtain a huge amount of extra intelligence, and even if things went wrong, he could stay out of it.

He focused his attention on other things.

First, I took the time to visit Earl Anderson. After the soap opera-like argument that morning, the old gentleman and his landlady reconciled and quickly fell in love, which was simply outrageous.

After a long-awaited period of romantic bliss, coupled with the landlady's whispered words in his ear.

Now Anderson seems to have given up struggling and accepted the reality that his daughter, who had eloped, was no longer his. Even when Li Cheng came to visit again, he didn't point a gun at his head and force him to hand over his daughter—after all, there was no point in handing her over; his daughter had eloped with a man for so long, and he might even have grandchildren by now.

During this meeting, in addition to the initial peaceful exchange of opinions, Anderson also told Li Cheng a secret.

Actually, a very long time ago, around 1665, Edward VII approached Anderson and asked him if he wanted to join his side.

Although this seemed like a win-win situation, since Edward VII was the only heir to the throne, Anderson did not want to get involved in politics and politely declined—moreover, in his view, his involvement would hardly play any crucial role.

Although he declined the invitation to join the group, Anderson agreed to help transport goods privately. As for what kind of goods were being transported... well, it's safe to say that anything transported in such a secret and clandestine manner was definitely not something that could be brought to light.

Although it seems to be some very useful information.

But Li Cheng no longer cares at all, and doesn't even intend to relay the reply to Veronica; instead, he keeps it to himself.

after all.

Everything is irreversible, for everyone.

Aside from this little thing.

Aside from accompanying the girls around Paris, Li Cheng's time was spent fulfilling his promise to the cross-dresser to chat with him.

Every time Li Cheng saw people praising him with unparalleled knowledge and personalized conversations tailored to each individual, expressing their desire to spread his vast knowledge, he felt a strange and inexplicable urge.

Ha ha.

They're all the master's... ugh, they're all just tasks for the cross-dresser.

Of course, Li Cheng's efforts were clearly intended to be rewarded; the two sides had already reached a dirty deal...

soon.

A week has passed.

Veronica and Phillips' engagement ceremony was held on time at the famous Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris.

Although everything was prepared as quickly as possible due to the political needs of both countries, the ceremony was still made to be as luxurious and extravagant as possible, and as many prominent figures as possible were invited to attend, without any compromise on quality.

For such a grand event.

Girls traveling to Paris definitely can't miss this, especially the three Annes who love to join in the fun. The two adults and one child immediately said they wanted to go and see it for themselves as soon as they heard the news.

"Li Cheng, you're really not going?"

Anne looked at Li Cheng with great confusion, trying to persuade him to join in: "This is going to be very interesting! Veronica and Phillips' engagement ceremony might only happen once in a lifetime. You won't be able to see it again later!"

Li Cheng shook his head firmly: "I really can't go. I have some important things to do at the time."

"What could be more important than this engagement ceremony, especially since the timing just happens to coincide?"

Susie, standing nearby, stroked her chin and offered a whimsical idea: "Annie, do you think Li Cheng might try to sabotage the engagement ceremony? Like, maybe he's secretly in love with Princess Veronica, and seeing her about to get engaged to another man, he's so angry he's planning to set off a few powder kegs at the venue to vent his anger or something?"

Annie: ?!

Although this conjecture was quite ridiculous, it actually seemed to make logical sense, which made Annie somewhat skeptical and worried that she might be affected if she went to the scene.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Li Cheng was nearly driven mad by this guy's erratic thinking, and immediately flicked him on the head: "You guys go yourselves, I have important business to attend to, so shut up."

Chapter 376 It's you again?

Paris.

On the day of the engagement ceremony.

Apart from Li Cheng, everyone else went to the outer square of Notre Dame Cathedral, where the ceremony was held.

Notre Dame Cathedral is a landmark in church architecture.

Before it, most church buildings were heavy and crude, with heavy vaults, short, thick columns, solid walls, and dark spaces that made people feel oppressed. Notre Dame Cathedral broke through the old constraints and created a completely new, lightweight skeletal vault. This structure successfully reduced the weight of the vaults, raised the church space, and allowed ample light into its interior.

However, even the most spacious area is far from enough for this engagement ceremony.

After all, this is an engagement ceremony between a prince and princess from two different countries.

Even with efforts to minimize the number of people entering, the area was still packed with people. The square outside the church was as crowded as the noisiest market—in fact, it was a market. No vendor would miss this once-a-year opportunity, and they hawked their wares unabashedly in the crowd. Only the patrols of the military police could quiet them down for a short while.

However, if only the interior of the church can be considered quiet.

That is among all people.

Veronica was probably the most serene of the group. According to the engagement ceremony arrangements, after changing into her elegant white dress, she was to pray alone in a secluded room in the church for two whole hours, quietly waiting for the nuns to invite her out to the center of the church to participate in the final ceremony.

It sounds like a very inhumane arrangement, and in fact it is indeed a very inhumane arrangement.

One person, one prayer room, two hours.

There was nothing beyond that.

These two hours, which are neither too long nor too short, are crucial. They're stuck in that disgusting yet not-too-disgusting time.

If Veronica hadn't heard that His Highness Philip had personally overseen and arranged the ceremony, and that the engagement ceremony was such a significant event, she would have suspected that someone was deliberately trying to frame her.

However, after careful consideration, it was ultimately decided to proceed.

Her Highness chose to endure it, after all, every day earlier was better than none.

After changing into the magnificent gown required for the ceremony, Veronica parted ways with her maids and stepped alone into the small prayer room. With a sickening creak of the iron lock, the door was locked from the outside—from now on, no one would disturb her prayers for the next two hours.

I silently gazed at the tightly closed, heavy, dark wooden door for a while.

Veronica sighed, casually picked a soft chair to sit down, closed her eyes slightly, and prepared to maintain a standard sitting posture for two hours.

Time passed quietly.

creak-

Before five minutes had even passed, a faint, continuous rustling sound, like that of a mouse, suddenly broke out in the room, which was supposed to be very soundproof.